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DAUNTLESS, 



MELO- DRAMA, 



IN FIVE ACTS 



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MAGGIE A. SCHNEIDER. 



DAILY AND WEEKLV NEWS. N-W CASTLb, PA. 



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Copyright by 
Maggie A. Schneider, 

1884. 



CAUTION: — Any person using this play, or any part of it, without 
my written consent will be prosecuted to the full extent of the law. 

MAGGIE A. SCHNEIDER. 



DAUNTLESS, 



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MELO - DRAMA, 



IN FIVE ACTS, 



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MAGGIE A. SCHNEIDER. 



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DAUNTLESS. 



CASTE OF CHARACTERS. 

Dauntless — Huntress of the West, afterwards the 
Banker's Daughter. 

Captain Randolph — A Naval Officer. 

Maurice Forsythe — Banker. 

Philip Tollington — A Polished Villain. 

John Mervil — Hunter and Trapper. 

Tim O'Rafferty— Vallet to Mr. Tollington. 

Harris — Butler to Mr. Forsythe. 

Uncle Joe — Colored Servant to Captain Randolph. 

Judge, Barristers, Bailiff and Robbers. 

Lady Forsythe. 

Amelia — Maid to Lady Forsythe. 

Chloe — Colored Servant. 



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DAUNTLESS. 



ACT FIRST. SCENE FIRST— Landscape. 

Enter Dauntless, R. E., as a Huntress. 
Dauntless — Well, here I am, and I have not had one 
adventure to-day. It is getting late, and I am as hungry 
as a bear. 1 will rest awhile, and then I must go home, 
Chloe will be getting nervous about me Yonder comes 
the handsome Captain. Suppose I give him a scare. 
Exit Dauntless 2d R. E. Enter Captain Randolph R. E., walks to the middle 
of the stage. Enter Dauntless 2d R. B. Presents pistol. 

D'l's — Your money and your jewels. 

Captain Randolph, making a military salute — You 
can have them both, if you take my heart with them. 

D'l's — O, thank you ! We road-agents do not deal in 
hearts. 

Cap. R — Well, you can keep the heart and throw the 
money and jewels away. 

D'l's — You mean I can keep the money and jewels 
and throw the'heart away. 

Cap. R — Oh, no? I would not wish you to do that. 
But, Miss Dauntless, what is this you have here? 

D'l's, laughing — This? Well, I am surprised. You a 
soldier and don't know what this is. 

Cap. R — Certainly I know what it is; but that is not 
what I mean. Are you not afraid to carry it? It might 
go off. 

D'l's, laughing — Well, I assure you, Captain Randolph, 
if it did not go off I would not carry it. Now you just 
watch how nice it will go off. ( Fires her revolver. ) 



Cap. R — Why, little Dauntless, your name suits you to 
perfection. I believe you are not afraid of anything. 

D'l's — Why should I be? Now I am going home. 
By-bye. 

Cap. R — Miss Dauntless, it is getting late Allow me 
accompany you. 

D'l's — Oh, no! I have not shot anything to-day, and I 
might be tempted to use you as a target. By-bye. 

Exit L. E. 

Cap. R — The little witch ! If she knew she had already 
used me as a target, and pierced my heart through and 
through. But I do not intend to let her go home alone. 
There are too many road agents around. I will follow 
at a safe distance. 

Exit L. E. Enter Robbers R. E. 

1st Robber —We shall have to keep a sharp lookout, 
for I fanc}^ I heard a shot. Now then, men, be on your 
guard. Yonder is the stage. The passengers will have 
to alight and walk up hill. Quick to your place! Here 
they come. 

Robbers more to far end of stage. Enter Passengers R. E. Robbers rush 
forward, revolvers in hand. 

1st Rob — Stand and deliver! Now then, no nonsence. 

Commence plundering the Passengers. Enter John Mervil, L. E. 

John Mervil — Back villains, back I say, or I'll fire! 
Robbers turn. Exit Passengers in a hurry, R. E, 

1st Rob — Men, seize that old villain and bind him. 
He has caused us enough trouble already. 

Enter Dauntless, L, E., revolver in each hand. 

D'l's — Touch that old man at your perril. Back, 
back, I say, or your lives shall pay the forfeit. , 

2d Rob — Back, men, she means biz. I can see it in 
her eye. 

1st Rob — Cowards, come on. Would you be scared 
by that child? Come on, I say. 
Dauntless fires, wounding Ist Robber, who is carried oflf by his cempanions, 

2d Rob— Take that! 
Shoots John Mervil. Exit Robbers R. E. John Mervil staggers and falls. 

D'l's, kneeling beside M — Oh, father, are you shot? 

John M — Dauntless, my little one, I am gone at last! 

D'l's — Oh, no, no father, don't say that! Don't leave 
your poor little Dauntless here all alone. Oh ! father, you 



must not die. 

John M — Dauntless, I am going fast; but before I go 
I must tell you j'ou are not my child ! 

D'l's — What? not j'^our child? Then whose am I? 

John M — I have no time to tell you. There's a letter 
in my strong box will explain all I know about you. The 
locket and chain in the letter were on your neck when you 
were found. Dauntless, my little one, good-bye — forgive 
—Oh— 

John Mervil dies. 

D'l's — He is dead, gone. The only father I ever 
knew, and I am left in this wide world alone. Oh! heaven, 
kind heaven, pit}' me! Murdered by that fiend! (Raises 
her right hand.) Here, above the dead body of the poor 
old man, I solemnly swear to avenge his foul and most 
inhuman murderer. 

Enter Captain Randolph and Uncle Joe, R. E. 

Cap. R — Miss Mervil, what is the matter? What has 
happened? What! your father! Not dead, 1 hope? 

D'l's — Yes, he is dead — shot by one of those villains 
while he was trying to protect the passengers of the stage. 

Cap. R — What! those devils at their work again? 

UucLE Joe — Oh! Gorra mighty! dis am drefful! 
Poor ole Mars Mervil dun shot dead. What's to be did 
wif him, Cap'n Randolph? 

Cap. R — You are right, Joe, we must see to that* at 
once. Assist me to carry the poor old man's remains to 
yonder grove. Then go bring a wagon to take him home. 

Uncle J — All right, Mars Cap'n. 

Exit Uncle Joe and Captain Randolph, bearing oflf the body, L. E 

D'l's — All alone — all alone! No one to love or care 
for me now. God help me. I am wretched indeed ! (Enter 
Captain Randolph, L. E.) My poor father. Captain 
Randolph, he was all I had, and I am left without a friend. 

Cap. R — No, Dauntless, you are mistaken. I will be 
your friend — your more than friend — if you let me. Oh, 
Dauntless, 3'ou must have seen before this that I loved you. 
Give me the right to shield and protect you the remainder 
of your life. Y'^our father is dead now, and you have no 
one else to care for. I want you for my wife. I love 
you dearly. Could you not learn to care for me a little 
in return? 



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D'l's — Captain Ra*ndolph, are you sure you are not 
mistaking pity for love? • 

Cap. R — I am sure I am not. I not only love you 
now; have done since I first saw you. 

D'l's — Captain Randolph, before you go au}^ further, 
let me tell you John Mervil was not my father. 

Cap. R — What! not your father? Then whose child 
are you? 

D'l's — J do not know. He said a letter at home would 
explain all he knew about me. 

Cap. R — Dauntless, it matters not to me whose child 
you are. I want you for yourself alone. 

D'l's — No, Captain Randolph, I cannot bind you to a 
promise jou may afterwards regret. Why, I may be a 
child of shame. 

Cap. R — Dauntless, it matters not to me what your 
parents may or may not have been. You, at least, are as 
pure as an angel. 

Enter Uncle Joe, L. E. 

Uncle J — Mars Cap'n, de folks dun kum wid de 
waggon. Am Miss Dauntless gwin to I'id hum? 

Cap. R — Come Dauntless, allow me to assist you to the 
wagon. 

Exit Captain Rannolph and Dauntless, L. E. 

Uncle J — Well, dis am de dreflulist, horribleist, 
dog-onest scrape I ever seed. It's a mighty good job I 
warn't in dat scrimmage, dat is, I mean for myself. I's 
purty good on a fight; but I aiut gwin aroun' riskiu' my 
life all the time. Who cares for a dead niggah? I don't 
mind sheddin' my blood fur de purtectiou uf injured 
innocence, dat is, I'll shed some out; but I always want to 
nold on to nuff to ruu de machine. Mars Cap'n seems be 
a little sweet on dat gal. Guess he's dun cotched at last. 

Jinter Captain Randolph, L. E. 

Cap. R — Why, hallo, Joe, is this where j^ou are? 

Uncle J — Yes, Cap'n Randolph, I's been w^aitin' on 
ye ! Are we gwin to take dat hunt over de mountains 
to-day? 

Cap. R — No, Joe, I guess not. I have an engagement 
to-day. 

IJncle J — Yes, I specs you have, and I's giad you got 
cotched at last. 



Cap. R., laughing — But I did uot mean that, Joe. I 
have an appointment. We will have that hunt some other 
day. But I must be going. You can do as j'ou please 
to day, Joe, as I will not need your service. 

Exit Captain Rardolph, L. E. 

Uncle J — Didn't I know it. He's on his way now to 
see dat little gal, and looks as happy as a big sun-flower. 
He mus' be in lub, suah! Wondah if dis niggah cuddent 
make a mash on dat ole cullud gal dat keeps house for 
young Missey? ]'s got uothin' to do to-day, an' I guess 
I'll go an' try. 

Exit Uncle Joe, L. E. 



SCENE SECOND— Parlor. Dauntless Seated. 

Enter Captain Randolph, R. E. 

Cap. R — A penny for j^our thoughts, my dear. 

D'l's — Thank you, Harry, you bid too low. 

Cap. R — Pleasant, were they? 

D'l's — Part of them were, and part were not. I was 
thinking of my past life, and wondering what my future 
would be, and whether I would ever find out who I am. 

Cap. R — Yes you will, Dauntless; before a great while 
you will find you are Mrs. Captain Randolph. 

D'l's — Oh, the letter, Harrj^ I had forgotten it, but I 
will get it at on^^e; it may, perhaps, explain part of the 
mystery connected with mj^ birth. 

Exit Dauntless, C. Reenters with letter, chain and locket. 

D'l's — Here is the letter, and here is the chain and 
locket. He said there was a picture in it. Yes, here it 
is. Can this be the likeness of my dear, dear mother? 
And this letter! What may it not contain? 

Cap. R — Dauntless, you had better read it. 

D'l's — Take it, Harry, I can not read it. My eyes are 
dim wjth tears. Read it, if you please. 

Dauntless hand the Letter to Captain Randolph. 

Cap. R reads — My Dear Dauntless: Many years age 
I was a fisherman. One stormy night you were washed 
ashore, lashed to a spar. We thought you dead ; but my 
wife warmed you back to life. On your neck was the 
enclosed chain and locket, and a small parcel, in oiled silk, 
was pinned to your dress. This we at first thought a 



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charm ; but, when you were five years ot age, my wife's 
curiosity tempted her to open it. Enclosed was a paper, 
on which were written these words: June 28th, '65. The 
Dauntless is sinking. I commit my child to the sea and 
the mercy of God. Her father's address is Maurice 
Forsythe, Banker, Mirtle Villa, Kent, England. Having, 
by this time, become much attached to you, we feared to 
write, lest you should be taken from us. We at once 
moved to the West. My wife died, and you know the 
rest. Hoping for your forgiveness, I sign myself John 
Mervil. 

D'l's- Thank heaven, I am not nameless. 

Cap. R — Allow me to congratulate you, Miss Forsythe. 
You are not little Dauntless Mervil, the hunter's child; 
but Miss Forsythe, the banker's daughter. 

D'l's — You will write to my father at once, will you 
not, Harry? 

Cap. R — Yes, I will write, and send this letter. It will 
explain all. 

D'l's — But why are you so grave, Harry? 

Cap. R — My dear Dauntless, I would rather you had 
remained my own wild, western pet, as you were. Perhaps 
when you are among your rich relatives you may forget me. 

D'l's — You are mistaken Harry, I will never forget 
3'ou. Wealth or high station can make no change in me. 



SCENE THIRD. Landscape. 
Enter Uucle Joe, L. E. 
UucLE J — Well, if dis aint more dan dis ole wooly 
head can understan'. Dis little western gal dat Mars 
Randolph am gwin' to marry, aint no hunter's gal after all, 
but a gran' lady. He's in luck, suah; but he doan look 
half as happy as he did 'fore he foun' dis out. I specs he's 
'feared when she goes back to Englan' she'll go back on 
him for one ob dem English lords; but de little gal thinks 
too much ob de has'sum Cap'n fur dat. 

Enter Captain Randolph, R. E. 

Cap. R — Well, Joe, are we going to take that hunt 
to-day? 

Uncle J — Specs not, Mars Randolph, I's got a 
'gagement, a 'pintment I mean. 



Cap. R — Couldn't you put it off, Joe? 

Uncle J — Say, look here Mars Randolph, I's made a 
mash. 

Cap. R — What, a mash? f 

Uncle J — Yes, dat's a dead sartin. 

Cap. R— Where? 

Uncle J — Wh}-, on dat cullud pusson dat keeps house 
fur your little gal — Chloe, you know. 

Cap. R — Oh, yes! Well, I suppose I will have to 
excuse j'ou to-day, and give up our hunt again. There's 
alwa3^s a woman in it. 

"And when- a woman's in the cas^ 
You know all other things t>ive place." 

Uncle J — Yes, dat's so, Mars Randolph. Y^'ou's 
sperienced dese feelin's yourself, an' you know how it am. 

Cap. R — Well, good bye, Joe, and I hope you will be 
as successful as I. 

Uncle J — "^'es, an' who knows but what Chloe will 
turn out to be a millionair's gal, too." 

Exeunt L. E. 



SCENE FOURTH— Robbers' Cave. Dauntless Lying on a 

Couch, 
D'l's rising — Where am I? What strange place is 
this? Wh}', it looks like a cave. How strange I feel! 
What has happened? Let me think. Ah! now I 
remember. I was walking in the woods, when I was seized 
by some one, and a handkerchief pressed to my mouth. I 
have been drugged, and am a prisoner; but by whom and 
for what reason? 

Enter Robber, R. E. 

Rob — Ah! you'r all right again. Well, I'm glad 
on't, though you did put a bullet through my pal. You'r 
a gritty little gal, an' no mistake, and I'm going to marry 
you, an' make you queen of the band. 

D'l's — Queen of the band! A pack of cut throats and 
murderers. Be your wife? Perhaps the very murderer of 
my father. No, I will die first! Listen: when my father 
lay dead on the ground I registered a vow there to avenge 
his murderer, and if I thought you were the man I would 
shoot you like a dog ! 



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Rob — Well, that's big talk fur a little gal like you. 
But you forget you are in my power. 

D'l's — Yes, I am in your power; but I do not fear you. 
I defy you ! 

Rob —Now, see here. Miss Spitfire, I think bein' shut 
up in this cave awhile will tame you down. You'll think 
better of my offer when I come again. 

Exit E. E. 

D'l's — Now for an escape before he returns. I still 
have you, my trusty friend, (holds up revolver, and tries 
the door.) No chonce of escape here. I have often heard 
it said that there are secret entrances to robbers' caves. 
Perhaps I can find one. (Examines the entrance.) Ha! 
here is a secret passage. Perhaps it will only lead to a 
worse place: but I will risk it. 

Exit 3d K. E. 



SCENE FIFTH— Landscape. 

Enter Dauntless, R. E. 

D'l's — Thank Heaven, I am once more free. Now for 

home. They must be getting uneasy at my absence. 

Moves slowly toward L. E. Enter Robber, R. E., seizes Dauntless and puts 
handkerchief to her mouth. 

Rob — Not so fast, 3'ouug lady. You're not gone yet. 
She must have discovered thy underground passage. But 
I'll make sure of her now. 

Enter Uncle Joe, R. E. Points revolver at Robber. 

Uncle J — See heah, boss, hole up 3^our ban's, or you's 
a dead man, suah. I means biz, I do. 

Robber releases Dauntless and holds up his hands. 

UucLE J — K'rect. Now git 'fore I plugs you. 
Rob — Well, I s'pose I'll have to. You've got the drop 
on me. By-bye, my colored friend. 

Exit Robber, R. E. 

Uncle J looking after him — Golly, aint he makin' 
tracks. Look, Miss Dauntless, he's clear out of sight 
already. 

D'l's — Joe, it's a good thing you happened around 
when you did, or I should have been in the villain's power 
again. 

Uncle J — Miss Dauntless, you'd bettah hurry home. 



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Mars Eandolph and Chloe's getting mighty uneasy 'bout 
you. 

Exennt L. E. 



SCENE SIXTH— Haunted Hut by Night. 
Enter Dauntless, R, E. 
D'l's liearing a groan from the hut — Hark ! What 
was that? It sounded like a groan. (A groan from hut.) 
There it is again. Oh ! I had forgotten, this is the haunted 
hut. (Another groan.) It is in the hut. Haunted or not 
haunted, that is no spirit. It is some one in distress and I 
am going to help them if I can. (Tries the door.) It is 
fastened inside. (Looks tlirough the .window.) Great 
Heavens! It is Captain Randolph, gagged and bound. 
Hariy, I will release you; but how shall I get in? (Discovers 
the hut on fire.) Oh! my God, the house is on fire. Joe, 
Joe, why did I send you home? 

Goes in at window. Dauntless seen inside the hut, releasing Captain 
Randolph. Hut on fire. Captain Randolph comes from hut bearing Dauntless 
in' his arms. Curtain falls slowly. End of Act First. 



ACT SECOND. SCENE FIRST— Parlor at English Home. 
Banker and Lady Forsythe. 

Lady Forsythe — Maurice, I do wish you would forget 
your grief, and accompany me to Lady Raymond's reception 
to-night. It will be the event of the season. Why it is 
nfore than fifteen years since our darling was taken from 
us, and yet you grieve as much for her as if it only 
happened yesterday. 

Banker Forsythe — Her memory is as fresh in my 
mind as on the da}^ I heard she was lost. 

Lady F — She was but a baby, and I think it wrong 
to let it shadow the rest of your life. You have never been 
the same since, and I wish you would try and forget it as I 
have done. 

Banker F — If she had died, I should have ceased to 
grieve for her; but as it is, I shall never rest until I learn 
something of her fate. Something seems to tell me she is 
not dead — that we will yet hear from her. 

Lady F — What nonsense! If she had been saved we 



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should have heard from her before this. Did I not pin a 
paper containing your address to her clothing? 

Banker F — That could have been washed off easily. 

Lady F — It was pinned to her underclothing, and even 
if it had been washed off, the large rewards you offered 
would have restored her to us. 

Enter Servant, with mail bag, R. E. Banker Forsythe empties mail bag on 
table Exit Servant, R. E. 

Banker F — Why, here is one from America. I wonder 
who it is from. (Reads.) Great Heavens! (Drops letter 
and staggers to chair.) 

Lady F — What is the matter, Maurice? Does the 
letter contain bad news? (Picks it up and reads.) My 
child, my child ! Not dead after all these 3- ears. I can 
scarcely believe it. Oh ! I can never forgive that old man 
for keei^ing her away from us; and to be brought up by 
such people. What will she be like? 

Banker F — Hush, Estella! Remember they are dead, 
and thank Heaven she has not shared a worse fate. 

Enter Philip Tollington, R. E. 

Lady F— Mr. Tollington, do not think we have taken 
leave of our senses. We have received a letter containing 
the glad tidings that our daughter, whom we mourned as 
dead, is alive and well. 

Philip Tollington — Not possible! How did it 
happen? Tell me about it. 

Lady F — Read the letter, it will explain all. 

Philih T reads and lays it on the table — Well, this is 
indeed a happ}- surprise. 

Banker F — 1 shall start at once to — who is this letter 
from? (Looks at letter.) Captain Randolph. I shall 
dispatch to him and start for Liverpool immediately. 

Philip T — Shall you .accompany him, Lady Forsythe? 

Lady F — Oh, no. I have not the courage to brave the 
waters again after that terrible night. But, Maurice, you 
will not start to-day, will 3'ou? 

Banker F ringing — Yes, at once. 

Enter Harris, R. E. 

Banker F — Pack my portmanteau immediately, and 
have everything ready to start for America by two o'clock. 
I expect you to accompany me. 

Harris — I will have everything ready, sir, by that 
time. 



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Exit Harris, R. E. Bell ringing. 

Lady F — There is the lunch bell. Mr. Tolliugton, will 
you stop for lunch? 

Philip T — No, thank you, Lady Forsythe, not this 
time; I must be going. Banker Forsythe, I wish 3-011 a 
speedy and safe return. (Shakes hands.) 

Banker K — Thanks, Mr. Tollingtou. 

Exit Philip Tolliugton, R. E. 

Ladt F — Come, Maurice, lunch is waiting. 

Exit Lady and Bankei Forsythe, C. Enter Tim O'Rafferty, L. E. 

Tim — They've gone to lunch, have they? Sure it's 
meself that's glad of it. Haven't I been waitin' at the 
windey fur this last hour all alone by meself, and divil a 
soul wid me at all, at all? Jist to get a peep at the purty 
calleen, Miss 'Mealy. Och! bad luck to me; but I'd give 
a trifle if she'd jist make her appearance. Mebbie that 
dirty spalpeen, Harris, is talkin' to her this blissed minute. 
Whislh I I hear his voice now. I wonder who he's talkin' 
to. (Places his ear to keyhole in C.) Faith, i can hear 
nothiu'. Mebbie I can hear better below. (Stoops down 
with his ear to bottom of door.) 

Enter Harris, with portmanteau, C. Falls over Tim. 

Tim — Troth, then Harris, me boy, ye appear to be in a 
hurry ! 

Harris — See 'ei'c, 3'ou h'Irisli 'og, what made yer ter 
cum for ter go for ter trip me up in that 'ere wa^-, H'if h'l 
ware'nt in an 'urry h'I'd give you a tannin', h'l would. 

Exit Harris, R. E. 

Tim — Troth, Tim me bo^^yer allays gettin' 3'erself into 
some confounded scrape; but it's all owin' to my bein' so 
tinder hearted Faith, there's Miss 'Mealy in the garden 
this blissed minute, I'll join her, bedad.- 

Exit Jim, L. E. 



SCENE SECOND -Landscape. 

Enter Uncle Joe, R. E. 

Uncle J — Well, here I is again. I wondah if Mars 
Randolph's gjpin to take dat hunt? I guess he's got a 
pintment to-day. Well, I nebber seed anyone as much in 
lub as Mars Randolph, an' dis cuUud indewidual aint fur 
behin'. G0II3', but it makes a fellow good to be in lub — 



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makes him all over in a confluction. Specially if yer lub 
lubs you, an' I's suah ob dat, foah Chloe has promised to 
be my wife, an' I's jist de happies' niggah on dis side ob 
de globe. (Song and dance.) Golly, I made a pome ou 
dat gal. Putt}- good foah de firs' I eber made. Runs dis 
way : 

Oh Chloe, don't you lub yer Joey? 

Oh Chloe, Chloe, Chloe, Chloe! 

Exit Undo Joe, L. E. Enter Dauntless and Chloe, R. E. 

D'l's — Oh, Chloe, this is the day my papa comes, and 
to-morrow we will start for my beautiful home in England. 

Chloe — An' is you happy? 

D'l's — Oh, so very happy! But, Chloe, I should be 
far happier if you were going along. I cannot bear the 
thoughts ot going away and leaving 3'ou here all alone. 
But listen, I hear a carriage. Oh, it is my father at last. 
(Enter Banker F., R. E.) Oh! papa, papa. (Embraces.) 

Banker F — My child — my only child. My little lost 
Ethel restored to mc. 

D'l's — But why do j-ou call me Etuel, papa? That is 
is not ray name. 

Bankeu F — Yes, my child, it is; but what do they call 
you here? 

,D'l's — Dauntless. I suppose they named me after the 
lost ship. 

Banker F — Dauntless? Do you like it better? 

D'l's — Yes — no, I do not know. 

Banker F — Well, we will call you whatever you wish. 
Why Dauntless, you are a perfect little wild flower — a child 
ot nature. 

D's'l — And are you not sorry, papa, that I have been 
braught up so wild and uncultivated? 

Banker F — No, Dauntless, 1 am not. I like you all 
the more for it. 

D'l's — Thank you, papa. This is Chloe — dear good 
old Chloe, who was so kind to me when 1 was left alone. 

Banker F., shaking hands with Chloe — I am very 
thankful for the kindness you have bestowed upon my 
daughter, Chloe, and, believe me, I shall always be your 
friend. * 

Enter Captain Randolph, R. E. 

D'l's- Oh, Captain Randolph, he is here. Papa, this 
is C aptain Randolph, my very best friend. 



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Banker F — I recognise the name at once as my 
correspondent. Captain Randolph, I am very happy to 
meet you, and I owe you a debt of gratitude I shall never 
be able to repa^-. 

Captain R — Thank you Mr. Forsythe; but you owe 
me nothing. 

Bakek F — Well, my daughter, -we start for England 
to-morrow. Can you be ready? 

D'l's — Oh, yes, papa; but you have not told me 
anything about my mother. Is it her picture that is in 
this little locket? (Shows locket.) 

Banker F — Yes it is. Your mother was saved from 
that unfortunate wreck; but I have not time to tell you 
more now. The carriage is waiting. I shall stop over 
night at the village. Shall 3^ou accompany me, Ethel. 

D'l's — Papa, would you care if I stayed here to-night? 

Banker F — Certainly not, ray child. Of course I 
should like to take you with me; but as this is your last 
night here, we will let 3'ou spend it where you please. I 
will drive over for you in the morning. 

D'l's — Oh, thank you papa, but — 

Banker F — But what, my- child? If there is anything 
else you wish to say to me, do not be backward. 

D'l's — When I go away from here poor old Chloe will 
be left all alone. I was going to ask you if we could not 
take her along. 

Banker F — Why certainly, we will find a place for 
Chloe. You will need a companion on the way, and she 
will do as well as anyone. 

D'l's — Oh, what a dear, good papa you are! But I 
will retain you no longer, for the driver, as well as the 
horses, is getting impatient. Oh, Chloe, you are not going 
to be left after all, and I am so glad. 

Banker F — Captain Randolph, shall I see you in the 
morning? 

Captain R — No, I believe not. I am called away on 
duty, and shall leave early in the morning. 

Banker F — Then I will bid you good-bye now, and, 
Captain Randolph, nothing would please me better than to 
have you come over to England and make us a visit in the 
near future. 

Captain R — Thank you, Mr. Forsythe, for your kind 



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invitation, and at some future time I shall be glad to accept 
your offer. 

Exit Banker Forsythe, R E.' 

Chloe, aside — I mus' go an' see what dat Joe's about, 
an' leab dem young folks togeddah. 

Exit Chloc, i;. E. 

D'l's — Oh! Harry, if you were going now I should be 
perfectly happy. 

Captain R — -Dauntless, I have been trying to think 
how I can exist without you, and to school mj^self to look 
calmly at the matter; but I can not do it. 

D'l's— It will not be for long, Harry. 

Captain R — Listen, Dauntless, 3^ou have promised to 
be my wife. Why not marry me at once — this very 
evening. Dauntless, give me the right to claim you — to 
keep 3^ou here. I would not, for m^^ soul's salvation, 
advise 3'on to anything unjust. I feel so strange about 
yielding you to the parents of whom 3'ou know so little. 
What if they should never consent to our union? What 
if they should part us? I cannot endure such terrible 
thoughts. A foreboding of some impending evil seems to 
cast its shadow over me — something tells me, if you go 
away, out in the world with all its gay mocker}', you will 
never be the same to me. 

D'l's — I will always be the same to you, Harry. 

Captain R — Delays are dangerous oft'times Marry 
me now Dauntless. 

D'l's — No, Harry, I must go with my father. My 
first duty is to do as mj^ parents wish. 

Captain R — I feel such a claim, such a right to you, 
Dauntless, that I should be wronged — ruined b}' anyone 
who would take you from me. 

D'l's — You must trust me, Harry, it will only be for a 
short time. I will win my parents' conset to our marriage, 
and then you will come for me. No matter what happens, 
I will never cease to love you. 

Captain R — If I thought you would. Dauntless, I 
would pray God to let me die at once — here at your feet — 
while the words, I love 3'ou, are ye^. warm upon your lips. 

D'l's — O, Harry, can you not trust me? 

Captain R — Yes, I can, and will trust you. May 
heaven bless you, my darling, and keep you safe from all 
harm. 



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Embrace and fcJxit Captain Randolph, R. E. Dauntless kneels. Curtain 
falls. End of Act Second. 



ACT THIRD. SCENE FIRST— Parlor. Banker aud 
Lad^' Forsythe. 

Lady F — I wonder what can be keeping Ethel? (Enter 
Ethel, R, E.) Oh, here she is now. Ethel, ray child, 
where have you been so long? Well, upon ra}^ word, ifj'on 
don't look more like a gips}'' than anything else! 

Ethel — Perhaps I am suited for a gip83\ Do you 
think so, papa? 

Lady F — Ethel, you will have but a short time to 
dress. Do make haste, for Mr. Tollington is to be here 
this evening, and I wr.ut you to look 3'our best. 

Banker F — Then Ethel, I would advise you to appear 
as you are, for I never saw you look better. 

Ethel — Thank you, papa. 

Lady F — Mr. Forsythe, you are displa3'ing your good 
taste as usual. 

Ethel — Mamma, what has my looks to do with Mr. 
Tollington? 

Lady F — A great deal, ray i-hild. Have you failed to 
see he admires you veiy much? It is something more than 
admiration, I think, and nothing would please rae better 
than to see you his wife. He is a descendant frora an 
aristocratic family, and one of the wealthiest men in 
England. But do make haste, Ethel, or he will be here 
before 3"ou are dressed, and I would not have him see you 
looking so for the world. 

Ethel — Yes, mamraa, I will go now, and when I return 
3'ou will not know me. I will look so sweet that I will 
captivate that — what did you call hira? — aristocratic, titled 
Johnnie Bull. Is that it? 

Lady F., showing signs of disgust — Oh ! that I should 
ever hear such remarks from my own child, and Mr. 
Tollington the subject. (Banker F. laughs.) Mr. 
Fors3'the, have 3'ou taken leave of 3^our senses, or have you 
lost all the respect you ever had for culture and refinement? 
(Weeps.) 

Banker F — I hope not, Estelle; but never mind, she 
is but a child. 

Lady F — A child, indeed ! She is eighteen past. 0, 



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I wish she was a child yet, then I might have some hope 
of reforming her. 

Banker F — Mr. ToUiDgton ma^'^ be a gentleman in 
every respect, but he is not the kind of a husband I would 
choose for Ethel. 

Lady F — And pray, sir, whom would you choose? 

BANKEii F — Well, I would rather not choose at all. I 
think that part should be left to Ethel alone. 

Lady F — Ethel, indeed! And pretty choice she would 
make. One of the servants, perhaps. But here is Mr. 
Tollington, and Ethel not here to receive him. 

Enter Philip Tallington, R. E. 

Philip T — Good evening Lady Forsythe, and you 
Banker. I came unannounced. I knew you were 
expecting me. 

Lady F — Certainly. You are punctual as usual. 
Please be seated. Ethel will be down directly. 

Philip T — Thank you; but it does not matter for the 
present, as my business here this evening concerns the 
Banker and yourself as much as Miss Ethel. I love your 
daughter, and am here to ask you for her hand in marriage. 
I will do all in my power to make her happy. 

Lady F — Mr. Follington, believe me, you have my full 
consent to a union with my daughter. 

Philip T — Thank you. Lady Forsythe. Are 3'ou of 
the same mind. Banker. 

Bauker F — Have you spoken to my daughter on this 
subject? 

Philip T — Not yet. As a gentleman, I considered it 
my duty to first gain the parents' consent. 

Barker F — Very well, Mr. Tollington, if my daughter 
is willing I shall not stand in the way. Now, I trust 3'ou 
will excuse me, as I have some business to attend. 

Philip T — Certainly; business before pleasure always. 

Exit Banker Forsj'the, R. E. 

Philip T — Lady Forsythe, do \ ou think Miss Ethel 
cares for that Captain Randolph? 

Lady F — You surprise me Mr. Tollington. Why do 
you ask? 

Philip T — Well, I do not know; unless it is because 
I am jealous of her using his name so often. I may be 
mistaken, but I sometimjes think it is more than mere 



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friendship she feels for him. 

Lady F — I do not think Ethel regards Captain 
Randolph in any other light than a friend; but if she did, 
it would be of no use. Mr. Tollingtou, do you think I 
would ever give my consent to such a union? Had she 
been a hunter's daughter in reality, it would have done 
very well; but Ethel Forsythe, the millionair's daughter, 
is quite another person, and I do not think he would dare 
aspire for her hand. 

Philip T — Those Americans are conceited enough to 
dare anj^thing; buc your sentiments on the matter give me 
courage. I shall have j'ou on m}' side, at least. 

Lady T — You can depend upon it, Mr. Tollington. I 
sliall feel very proud when the time arrives when I can call 
you my son. '' 

Philip T — Thank you ; but do you know whether they 
corre^ond or not? 

Lady T — Not yet, I think, and I will be very careful 
they do not. But 1 wonder what can be keeping Ethel? 
If you will excuse me I will go and see. 

Exit Lady Forsythe, C. Enter Ethel, L 15. 

Ethel — Good evening, Mr. Tollington. 

Philip T — Good evening. Miss Ethel, I am pleased to 
see you looking so well and happy. 

Ethel — Thank you. I am alwa\^s happy. 

Philip T — You are a fortunate being, then. It is not 
every one who can say as much. I, for one. 

Ethel — And pray, sir, what has the high-born, wealthy 
Mr. Tollington got to make him unhappy? 

Philip T— Ethel — Miss Forsythe — sometimes when I 
am in your presence I feel as if I was the happiest man on 
the face of the earth, and then at other time you make me 
very unhappy — you fill me with doubt as to whether the 
one great happiness I am striving to gain will ever be 
mine. 

Ether — I am sorry, Mr. Tollington, if I am the cause 
of your unhappiuess. It is not my intention to make 
anyone miserable. 

Philip T — Perhaps not. Ethel, do j'^ou know why I 
am here this evening? 

Ethel — No; how should I? 

Philip T — Can you not guess? 



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Ethel — 1 was never good at guessing, and I do not 
care to take the trouble now. 

Philip T — Do you remember the first night I saw you? 

Ethel — Yes, why! 

Philp T — Because, on that night I first learned to love 
you. (She tries to interrupt him, but he proceeds.) Hear 
me oijt. Yes, Ethel, the moment I looked into your eyes 
I knew my fate was sealed. I love you madly, desperately, 
and am here to-night to ask you to become my wife. I 
have your parents' couseut. Now I am waiting for yours. 
Surely you will not refuse me. 

Ethel — I thank you, Mr. Tolliugtou, for the honor you 
would do me; but I cannot be your wife. 

Philip T — What! Surely you do not mean this? 

Ethel— Yes, I do, and I repeat I can never be j'our 
wife. 

Philip T— And why? 

Ethel — Simply because I do not love you. 

Philip T — But that will come. Marry without it. 
Ethel, I have wealth and position and will make you the 
happiest woman. My constant devotion cannot help but 
win your love. I will be the most patient of men — 1 will 
wait for it. 

Ethel — No, it is a crime to marry without love. 

Philip T — Then that means you could never love me. 

Ethel — Exactly. 

Philip T — That is because you love another. Is it 
not? 

Ethel — I beg your pardon, Mr. Tollington; but I 
think you have no right to ask that question, and I will 
not answer it. 

Philip T — You need not, for I know what j'ou mean. 
You imagine yourself in love with that law-born American 
Captain, and that is why you refuse me. But there may 
come a time when 3'ou will think better of it. I can wait. 

Ethel — Mr. Tollington, once and forever, I tell 
you I will never be your wife, and never, in my presence, 
speak of Captain Randolph as you did. He is a gentleman 
at least, and as your subject this evening is very unpleasant, 
na}', insulting, I will bid you good evening. 

Exit Ethel. 

Philip T — Ha, Miss Ethel Forsythe, 3'ou little know 
what a desperate man 3'ou are dealing with. Yea have 



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scorned my love — trampled underfoot what any ladv in the 
Jand would be proud to accept; and all for a poor, miserable 
American captain, whose salary would not keep 3'ou in pin 
money. But I will not take no for an answer. We will 
see who wins. It is England against America, and England 
will conquer. 

Enter Lady Forsythe, C. 

Philip T — Well, Lady Forsythe, it is as I feared; she 
has refused me for Captain Raudolph. 

Lady F — What! How dared she. Where is she now? 
I will settle this question at once. 

Philip T — No, Lady Forsythe, my advice Would be not 
to say any more to her at present. The more you oppose 
her the more determined she will be. If there is anj'thing 
done it must be without her knowledge. Ethel is a very 
proud girl, and if we can once make her believe Captain 
Randolph has proven false to her we will be all right. 
You are sure no letters have passed between them? 

Lady F — Yes, quite sure. 

Philip T — Then we are on the safe side. Lady 
Fors3'the, I want your daughter, and am determined to 
have her at any cost. Have I 3'our consent? 

Lady F — Y''ou have my consent to anything that will 
separate her and Captain Randolph, and I will render you 
all the assistance in my power. But here is the postman. 
It is well -iCthel is not here. I must instruct the servants 
about the mail. 

Enter servant with mail, R. E. 

Lady F — (Looking over it) Ah! here is a letter from 
America. I shall know its contents. (Begins to open it.) 

Philip T — Don't tear it. We may need the envelope. 
Give it to me, and I will open it without injury. (Takes 
letter, opens it and hands it back to Lady F.) 

Lady F — (Reads) Such impertinence. (Throws down 
letter in disgust.) 

Philip T — (Picks it up and reads.) Humph! a charm- 
ing billet doux, indeed. I would have stood small chance 
of winning Miss Ethel had we allowed this to reach her. 
Lady Forsythe we will crush this correspondence at the 
begining. There is nothing like commencing as we mean 
to end. 

Lady F — The conceited fool. Does he think he will 
ever reach the goal for which he is steering? 



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Phlip T — (Looking at letter.) I think I can copy the 
hand to perfection. I will take the letter and write one to 
suit ourselves. 

Lady F — We have been ver}' successful. How fortu- 
nate we were in getting the first letter. 

Philip T — Yes very. I will go now and prepare the 
letter, I will then give it to you, and 3'ou can see that it is 
delivered. 

Lady F — Very well, and I hope we will bo as successful 
in the end, as in the beginning. 

Exit. 



SCENE SECOND—Garden. 

Euter TiQi, U. E. 

Tim — Och ! Bad luck to me, but I'm the most unfortu- 
nate man in the woi'ld. Hav'nt I bin crapin' an' hidiu' an' 
lookiu' all aroun' for the swute little darlint. Miss Mealie. 
Faith, but she's a darlint. If she'll only consent to marry 
me, I'll lave me master an' we'll be off together to America. 
That master of mine, Mister ToUington, is up to some div- 
ilment. Wasent he for two hours yesterday afternoon 
copin' off a letter. There's roguary in it, an' it's sometbin' 
to do wid that beautiful young leddy. But I'i find it out. 
Remember, master mine, Tim O'Raffert^' is watchin' yes. 
But here comes someone, I must hide in the bushes. 

Exit K. E. Enters Ethel L. E. 

Ethel — How very warm it is, and I thought it would 
be cooler in the garden. Mamma says I can take no more of 
the long walks I enjoy so much. She saj's it is ver}' un- 
ladylike, and highly improper. If I go at all I must take 
the carriage. Oh! bother it, I find no pleasure driving 
through the parks, among a crowd of fashonable dressed 
fools; but such is fushonable lite, I suppose. Oh! I would 
give m}'^ best set of diamonds if I could cast off all style for 
this day, dou my old hunting suit, take my gun and have 
a real old fashoned hunt. But that is out of the question. 
Mj- hunting daj^s are over. I wonder what my lady mother 
would say if she saw me in that costume? She would never 
survive the shock, I am sure. It would be worse than the 
Jonnie Bull. I wonder wh3' I do not hear from Captain 
Randolph? Poor, dear, Harry. How I wish you were here. 



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Let me see, it must be over three weeks siuce we came to 
England, Surely he has had time to write. Mr. Harry, 
you will have to be more punctual, or I will throw you over 
yet. I wonder what you would think if you knew I had a 
proposal alread}^ from the high born, aristocratic Mr. Tol- 
liugton? Humph! Captain Randolph, when I think ot you 
in comparison with that dolt, he seems more insignificant 
than ever. What a difference there is in people, and what 
a vast difference there is in opinions. Mamma thinks there 
is no one like Philip Tolliugton, but I would not give one 
drop of Captain Randolph's true American blood, for all 
the blue blood he possesses. I think I must speak to papa 
about our engagement. I am sure he will not object; but 
with mamma it will be different, I am afraid there will be 
opposition there. I hardly think her ladyship would care 
to accept such an undistinguished person as Captain Ran- 
dolph for a son-in-law. (enters Amelia with letter L. E.) 
Oh! Amelia, you have brought me a letter. You are the 
best girl in the world, (kisses her.) 

Enter Lady F., L. E. 

Ladt F — Why, Ethel, I am shocked ! 

Ethel — What has shocked you, mamma? 

Lady F — The idea of you being so intimate with your 
maid, and actually stooping so low as to kiss her. 

Ethel — I did not'stoop at all, mamma. You can see 
she is taller than I. 

Lady F — -Ethel, you know what I mean, 

Ethel — And what if I do? I am no better than she. 

Lady F — Remember there is different blood in your 
veins. 

Ethel — Blood is all of one color, I believe — all except 
Mr. Tollington's, his is blue, is it not, mamma? 

Lady F — Ethel, you are too obsurd for anything. I 
will listen to your nonsense no longer. 

Exit Lady F., L. E. 

Ethel — Well, that is a shorter lecture than I expected. 
Now I suppose I can read my letter in peace, (opens letter 
and reads.) It was but a dream, an empty dream. He 
never loved me. It was nothing but pity he felt for me, 
when he thought I was alone. Now, that I have wealth 
and station, he asks me to forget him. Oh ! if I only could. 
What is all the wealth and station, if I lose him? Oh! 



Harry, I trusted you so much. It would have been better 
had you never written at all, than to have sent these cruel 
lines which have shattered my hopes and broken m}^ spirits, 
(weeps.) Ha! is this the brave Dauntless Mervil, who has 
faced so man}'^ dangers without flinching, shedding tears 
over man's inconstancy? No, I will banish his memory 
from my thoughts, his image forever from my heart, and 
let him know that I, too, can forget. This is the letter I 
expected would be so full of love aod affection. Oh! Harry, 
I never thought you capable of writing such cold, cruel 
lines. 

Exit. Enter Laily F.. 

Lady F — Our plan is working well; but 1 had no idea 
she would take it so hard. The worst is over now, I think. 
She is too proud tb openly grieve over it, and our secret is 
safe. 

Enter Philip T. 

Philip T — Good afternoon, Lady Forsythe. 

Lady F — Good afternoon. Please be seated. 

Philip T — Thank you. Have you delivered the letter 
yet. 

Lady F — Yes, Mr. ToUington, and I congratulate you 
on your success. I was afraid she would detect a difference 
in the hand, but happily she did not. 

Philip T — Did she take it much to heart? 

Lady F — Yes; but I think her pride will carry her 
through. 

Philip T — I hope so. We are through with Ethel, 
now for th3 Captain. Here is the letter I have written in 
response to his. (Hands letter to Lady F.) 

Lady F., reads — That is splendid. I think you are 
quite an expert, Mr. Tolliugton, (Hands letter back.) 

Philip T — This will fix him I must marry Ethel as 
speedily as possible. They roust never meet. We have 
played a desperate game. Lady Forsythe; but we will be too 
cautious to have any slip 'twixt the cup and the lip. 

Exit. 



SCENE THIRD— Landscape. 

Enter Captain Randolph, R. E., reading letter. 

Captain R— Oh! Dauntless, God knows with what 
bitter heart throbs I am forced to believe you mine no 



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longer. Since I have received this letter, which brought to 
me the most euteuse woe the human heart can know or feel, 
1 seem to have drained the very dregs of sorrow's cup. A 
month ago, I had something to live for, something to glad- 
den my future. Now all is swept away. How could heaven 
be so cruel as to take you from me? When you find the 
hoUowness of the social world, at whose shrine you worship, 
you may understand and appreciate the true worth of an 
honest, loving heart, one to guard you tenderly from the 
world's pitiless storms. If you had but waited, I could 
have surmounted all obstacles, if you had but given me the 
hope of winning you at last. The thought of losing you, 
drives me to the very verge of dispair. It is the death knell 
of all my dreams of happiness, the grave of all those hopes 
and joys I built upon the altar of love. Try and forget, 
you say. Alas! I cannot. Oh! if I could forget my very 
existence. You advise me to mingle in society, and find 
some other love. With me, to love once, is to love forever. 
You write of your approaching marriage with this Mr. Tol- 
lington. For the love you once professed, you might have 
spared that last thrust. The very thought is more than I can 
bear. Yet. he is blameless. How could he help loving her? 
I will do him no injustice in my thoughts; but it i^^hard; oh! 
so hard. To bury the past will be a fierce struggle with me. 
How i succeed, is a question I cannot answer; yet, I hope I 
am too honorable to hold enshrined in my heart, one, whose 
love is rightfully anothers. It is my earnest prayer that she 
may never know a single pang, such as I am now sufl^ering. 
But I must see her once more. If I can but look upon her 
face — hear her voice once more, I fl^ill be more contented 
with my lot. 

Exit. Close of Act Third, 

ACT FOURTH. SCENE FIRST— Garden. Ethel Seated. 

Ethel — How changed my fortune. A few short weeks 
ago, I was one of the proudest and happiest girls on the 
face of the earth. To-day, I think, I am the most miserable. 
M}' home is one of wealth and luxury, more beautiful and 
grand than I ever imagined. But oh ! wealth does not 
alwa)'s bring happiness. Dear papa is good and kind, and 
I shall try to be more cheerful for his sake; but mamma is 
so different. She cares for nothing but wealth, rank and 
fashion. Nature has no charms for her. I can find no 



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pleasure in fashionable life. I sometimes think I was bet- 
ter suited for a hunter's daughter, than a child of wealth. 
I would not give the grand, old forest, with its spreading 
trees and singing birds, for all the works of art that wealth 
can buy. * 

Enter Captain Randolph, R. E. 

Captain R — Dauntless! 

Ethel, springing to her feet — Captain Randolph ' You 
here? 

Captain R — Yes. You are not glad to see me, are you? 
We can still be friends, can we not. (Offers his hand.) 

Ethel, taking it — Certftinh', Captain Randolph, I 
never forget old friends. 

Captain R — But you are not looking as well as you 
were when j^ou left America. 

Ethel — I am quite well; but fashionable life is so try- 
ing, you know. 

Captain R--And you like it? 

Ethel — I see no reason why I should not. It is one 
continual round of excitement. My time is so taken up 
with balls, parties and receptions, that I have no time to 
think of an3^thing else. 

Captain R — Well, I am glad you find it so pleasant. I 
was afraid you would get home-sick. 

Ethel — Don't mention the old home to me; but yonder 
is papa coming. He will be delighted to see you. Captain 
Randolph, he has taken quite a fancy to you. 

Enter Banker Forsythe, R. E. 

Banker F — Why, who have we here? Captain Ran- 
dolph, as I live.' (shakes hands) Welcome, Captain 
Randolph, to England! This is a very pleasant surprise. 
When did you come over? 

Captain R — I arrived in England three days ago, and 
am stopping over in the city. 

Banker F — I shall insist upon you being my guest the 
remainder of your stay. 

Captain R — Thank you. Banker Forsythe, but — 

Banker F — There, no buts about it. We dine at six. 
(consults his watch) We have half an hour yet. Shall 
we sit dowm or take a stroll over the grounds? 

Captain R — I prefer walking. 

Banker F — Very well. Ethel will you accompany us? 



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Ethel — No, thauk you, papa, I would rather remain 
here. (Exit Captain R. and Banker F, L. E.) Oh! Captain 
Randolph, why did 3'ou come? I was learning to forget 
you, and prehaps would have succeeded. But when I looked 
up into your face again, I knew you were dearer than ever 
to me. You offered me the hand of friendship; but that is 
a poor substitute for the love you once professed. Papa has 
invited him to stay. Oh! how can I live under the same 
roof with that man, and not betra}' myself? Captain Ran- 
dolph, you little know what you have made me suffer, and 
you never shall. I can laugh, dance and be the gayest of 
the gay, and still this heart be breaking. I have always 
treated Philip Tollington with indifference; but in the pres- 
ence of Captain Randolph, I shall treat him as my accepted 
lover. They are coming back, I hear voices and 1 cannot 
meet him again until 1 become more composed. 

Exit L. E. Enter Lady F. and Philip T., R. E. 

Lady F — Why, I wonder where Ethel can be? Yonder 
is the banker coming, and there is someone with him. Who 
can it be? 

Philip T — He is dressed in a military uniform. Can 
it be possible that it is Captain Randolph? 

Enter Captain R. and Ranker F., K. E. 
Phiiip T. and Lady F. exchange frightened glances. 

Banker F — Lady Forsythe, allow me to present to you 
our American friend. Captain Randolph. (Lady F. makes 
a stiff bow.) Mr. Tollington, Captain Randolph. 

Lady F — Maurice, have you seen Ethel? 

Banker F — She was here but a short time ago. Cap- 
tain Randolph, please be seated, and tell us something about 
America. You see I am interested there; I, too, was born 
in America, (bell rings.) But there is the dinner bell. 
We will have to wait until some other time. I wonder 
where Ethel has gone? Oh ! here she is now. 

Enter Ethel. L. E. 

Ethi^l — Am I late? 

Lady F — The bell has just rang. Mr. Tollington, you 
are not going? Surely you will dine with us. 

Philip T — Thank you, Lady Forsythe, not this even- 
ing. 

Ethel — Why not, Philip? Why are you in such a 
hurry? 



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Philip T — Such a hurry? I have been here all after- 
noon, an^l not once honored with j^our presence until now. 

Ethel — I am real sorry I have missed so much pleas- 
ure; but I did not know you were here. 

Philip T — Then I will torsive you this time. 

Ethel— And stay for dinner? 

Philip T — My dearest Ethel, nothing would please me 
better since a^ou ask it; but I have some urgent business to 
attend this evening, and therefore must deny myself the 
pleasure. 

Ethel — Certainly, business before pleasure, always. 

Exit Philip ToUington, R. E. 

Banker F — Come folks, our dinner will be getting cold. 
Captain Randolph, 3^ou will escort Ethel. 
Captain R — With pleasure. 

Exit, L. E. Enter Tim, R. E. 

Tim — Faith, it's sorry throubled in me moind, I am. 
That blackguard, me master, and the old she-cat together, 
are breaking the heart of that swate young lady, wid their 
connivins and bogus letters; but it's no business of mine. 
So Tim, me bo}^ kape a quiet tongue iu yer head, an' kape 
yer eyes open. Hurrah! here comes the darlint. 

Enter Amelia, L. E. Tim starts forward to embrace her. 

Amelia, drawing back — Mr. O'Rafferty, keep your dis- 
tance sir, if 3^ou please. 

Tim — Shure now, Miss Melie, dear, it's 3'er own fault, 
so it is Y'er so purty, ye know. 

Amelia — Oh! Mr. O'Rafferty, you Irish gentlemen are 
so forward. 

Tim— Forward, is it? Why, Miss Melie, the O'Raffer- 
tys are the most modest an' bashful men in the world. It 
runs in the family. I can't kiss a girl but I'll be blushin' 
all over. Just watch me now. (kisses her.) 

Amelia — Oh! Mr. O'Rafferty, aint you ashamed? 

Tim — Of course I am. Did'nt I tell you I would be? 
It's not a bad feelin' though, I think I'd like to blush 
again, (attempts to kiss her.) 

Amelia- — Go away, you naughty man. Oh! good 
gracious, here comes Harris. He'll be as mad as a March 
hare. I'll leave him to you. 

Exit Amelia, L. E. Enter Harris R. E. Walks by Tim towards L. E. 



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Hakkis, asiile — Can I beleive my Ifeyes? I seed 'im 
kiss 'er. The h'Irisli 'og! (aloud) See 'ere 3'ou Rapperty 
or Drappert}', or whatever your name is, that 'ere gal you 
was talkin' to is going to marry me, just as quick as young 
Missus gets married, an' we're goin' to keep a public 'ouse. 

Tim — I Wish ye joy, me bo3% an' it's meself 'II patron- 
ize ye. 

Harris — See 'ere, Happerty^ you just let that gal alone 
or there'll be ha rumpus. Hallo! Who's comin' 'ere? It's 
ha Blackamoor. 

Enters Uncle Joe, R. E. 

Tim — Holy Moses! It's a nager! How are you, Mr. 
Dark — Black — Smoky — ahem! 

U J — How are you, boss? 

Tim — That's not my name, mister, I'm Tim O'Raflerty, 
at your service. 

U J — All right, boss. I'stiyiu" to find out where Miss 
Dauntless libes, I want to see her. 

Tim — Don't know — never heard of her. Harris, can't 
you tell the dark gentleman? 

Harris — There haint no body named Dauutles 'bout 
'ere. This is Banker Forsythe's. 

U J — Dat's de ole coon. It's his darter I wants to see. 

Harris — Step this way. 

Exit Harris and Uncle Joe, L.E. 

Tim — So ye'r goin' to raarry Miss Melie, are ye? Not 
if I can help it, me boy; but here comes me master. He's 
up to some divilment agin. I'll steep-behind these bushes 
awhile till he's gone. 

Exit Tim, L. E. Enter Pliilip T., R. E. 

Philip T — Oh! This is more than I anticipated. I had 
not counted on having my rival to deal with in person. In 
fact, I thought I was done with him. He is not the kind 
of person I immagined. A little too handsome, and far too 
haughty to suit me. I luivi- gotten myself in a tight place, 
and it will require all my wit and cunning to get out of it. 
Philip Tollington never failed in anj^thing he undertook, 
and will not in this. Ethel still believes the American false 
and treats him accordingly. That is one in my favor, and 
he thinks the same of her. That is another. The way she 
treated me this evening will cause him to think we are al- 
ready engaged, and therefore, he will not seek an explana- 



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tiOD. I was surprised at the change iu her manDer towards 
me this evening, and would have been supremly happ3' if I 
had not known she did it only to pique Captain Randolph. 
But there is not a moment to lose. I must act at once, for 
something may turn up at any moment that will divulge 
the whole thing, and then I am a ruined man. I must get 
rid of this fine Captain some how. If no other way, I will 
challenge and kill him. Ethel shall be mine. If not through 
fair means, by foul, and when she is once m}' wife, I wilt 
bend her haughty will to mine, if I break her heart doing 
it; but time is pressing, I must be off at once. 

Exit Philip T, R. E. Enter Tim L. E, 

Tim — Well, Mister mine, I begin to think ye'r purty 
much of a rascal; but I must be off, fur ye'll be nadin me. 

Exit Tim, L. E. 



SCENE SECOND— Parlor. Captain R. and Banker F., 
over their wine. Enter Philip T., R. E. 

Philip T — Good afternoon, gentlemen. 

Banker F, both bow — Please be seated, Mr. Tolling- 
ton. 

Philip T~Thanks, I will. 

Banker F — Captain Randolph, you have told us 
nothing about America yet. 

Captain R -Excuse me. Banker, I did not know you 
were so interested. I shall be very happy to accommodate 
you. Did I understand you to say you were born in Amer- 
ica? 

Banker F — Yes, I was born in Philadelphia, Pennsyl- 
vania. My father was an Englishman, my mother an 
American lad3^ We removed to England when I was 
about five years of age. 

Philip T — Then you know very little of America. It 
has no claim upon you. You are an Eoglish gentleman. 

Banker F — Yes I suppose so; but I am partial to 
America. 

Philip T — I do not see why you should be. 

Banker F — And why should I not be, Mr. Tollington? 

Philip T — For the simple reason that the majority of 
Americans are so vulgar and uncultured, that few English 
oeutlemen care to associate with them. 



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Captain R., springing to his fecL — Mr. Tollington, you 
forget I am an American. 

Philip T — Ohlm, Randolpli, ilo not think lor one 
menieut I ever took you for anything else. 

Captain R — Then it is intended as an insult. Take that 
for your impudence. (Throws his glass of wine in Philip 
Ts face.) 
- Banker F — Gentlemen, I beg you to consider. 

Captain R — Banker Forsythe, I humbly beg your par- 
don for the liberty I have taken while under your roof; but 
the insult was more than I could tamely bear. 

Banker F — I do not blame you, Randolph. (turns to 
Tollington.) Mr. Tollington, Captain Randolph is my 
guest, and when you insult him, you insult me. My mother 
was an American lady. 

Philip T — Randolph, we will end this in a more honor- 
able way. 

f:xit Philip Tollington, R. E. 



SCENE THIRD— Landscape. The Duel. Captain R., 
Phillip T. and Seconds. Banker F. in the distance. 

Second — One, two, three. One, two, three. One, two, 
tire. 

Philip T. tires. Captain R. falls. Enters Ethel, throws herself flown by Cap- 
tain R. 

Ethel — Oh! my darling has he killed you? 

Banker F. raises Ethel. Doctor makes an examination. 

Banker F — Ethel, this is no place for you. Did you 
ever care for this man? 

Ethel — Oh ! papa, he is dearer to me than my own life. 
Doctor — He is not dead. We may yet save his life. 
Banker F — Do so, and name your own price. 
Doctor — We will do our best, it is our duty. 

Captain R. removed on a stretcher. 

Randolph's Second, picking up and examining his re- 
volver — I think an investigation is needed here, Randolph's 
weopou was not discharged at all. How is this? 

Philip T — He had the same chance as I, and if he 
failed to fire when the signal was given, it is no ones fault 
but his own. 



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Sec — Hut 3011 tired Ijefore the signal was giveu. 

Pnijjp T— 'Tis false! 

Ethel, pointing her finger at Tolliugtou — Philip Tol- 
lingtoii, you did it intentionl}'. You are a coward and a 
murderer; but remember if Captain Randolph dies from 
the effects of your bullet, my weapon contains one for you, 
also. (Presents her revolver. Tableau.) 

Eurt of Act Fourtli. 



ACT V. SCENE FIRST— Parlor. Banker F. seated 

Enter Captain Randolph, R. E. 

Banker F — Why, how are you, Randolph. Is it pos- 
sible you are able to be out already? 

Captain R — Yes, and I have come to thank you. for 
^•our kindness to me in my hour of need. 

Banker F — A friend in need, is a friend indeed. 

Captain R — I owe my life to 3'ou, and shall never be 
able to repay it. 

Banker F — Captain Randolph, you owe me nothing. 
I am very happy to think I have been of any service to one 
who so kindly befriemted m^^ daughter when she was alone. 
My friendship for you amounts to almost a father's love. 
Were you my own son, I could uot think more of you. 

Captain R — I believe you sir. There was once a time 
when I hoped — 

Banker F — Ranandolph, was there anjthing betvveen 
you and my daughter when she left Americ? 

Captain R — She was my promised wife. 

Banker F — What! your promised wifeV Why did you 
uot tell me this before? 

Captain R — Pardon me, Banker, I should have told 
you immediately on forming your acquaintance, and ask 
your concent to our union, but it was your daughter's wish 
that I should uot. She promised to become my wife before 
she khew who her parents were, and on learning that she 
was the only child of wealth^^ parents, she was afraid 3'ou 
would uot give your cousent. 

Banker F — She was mistaken. I never judge a man 
by his riches. Captain Randolph, I have known you but a 
short time; but from our acquaintance, I have every reason 
to believe I can safely trust my daughter's happiness in 
your keeping. It is not too late yet. 



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(Japtain R — Oh! but it is. Your daughter lias ceaseil 
to care for nie. 

Banker F — I think you are hiboriug under a delusion. 

Captain R — Wh3' do you think so? Has she ever said 
anything to the contrary? For heaven's sake, do not give 
nie hope again unless j'ou are sure she cares tor me. 
Another disappointment would be more than I could stand. 

Banker F — My dear boy, I have no wish to raise a 
Jalse hope; but Ethel told me that you were dearer to lier 
than her own life. Is that enough? 

* Captain R., walks backwards and forwards, aside — Is 
it posssble I have been deluded, (aloud) Banker, you have 
made me the happiest of men. How can I repay you for 
all you have done? 

Banker R — By not trying. And as for me making 
you the happiest of men, 1 think Ethel has more to do with 
that than I. Go and seek her, and make her the happiest 
of women. You will find her in the garden. 

Captain R — Thanks, I will. 

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iSxit Captain Randolph, R. E. A pistol shot, Banker F. fall*. Enter Cap- 
tain Randolph R. E. 

Captain R —Great Heavens! who has done this? (kneels 
beside the body ) He is dead ! . 

Enter Ethel, L. E. ^ 

Ethel — Captain Randolph, who — Oh! my God what 
has happened? (kneels by her father.) 

Captain R. picks up revolver, Enter Phi'ip T., Harris and Amelia. 

Ethel, seeing Captain R with pistol, springs to her 
feet. — Captain Randolph, did you do this? 

Cpatain R — No, Ethel, as heaven is my witness, I am 
innocent, (raises right hand.) 



SCENE SECOND.— Landscape. 

Ehter Captain R., slowly, R. E. 

Captain R — Who could have done this terrible deed? 
Poor little Dauntless. How my heart achee for her. 
Enter Ethel, R, E. 

Captain R — Dauntless, what can I say to comfort you? 

Ethel — Nothing, Captain Randolph. I am here to- 
night to ask a favor of you. Before I tell you what it is 
will you promise to grant iff? 



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Captain R--DauQtless. jon kuow there is nothing in 
my power, but what I would do for 3'ou. 

Ethel — Then you will grant it? 

Captain R — Certainly. (takes her hand.) Littk* 
Dauntless, do you lo%'e me still? 

Ethel — You have no right to ask that question. 

Captain R — Since when have I forfeited that right? 

Ethel, handing him letter — Since you wrote this? 

Captain R., reading — Dauntless, is it possible you 
thought this came from me? 

Ethel — I did; but it was hard. * 

Captain R—1 never saw this letter until now. We 
have both been deceived, deluded. Some one has been 
playing us false. Do you think if I had done this, that I 
should ever wish to meet \'ou again? No, little Dauntless, 
the letter I wrote to you was full of love and affection, and 
this is the one I received in return. (Hands her another 
letter. 

Ethel, reading — Oh I Captain Randolph, who could 
have been so wicked? But time is flying, and I have' not 
yet accomplished my purpose. You have promised to grant 
my request? 

CaptainR — Certainly. 

Ethel— ^hen you must leave for America at once — 
this very hour. 

Captain R — Why this strange request? 

Ethel — Because if you do not go you will be arrested 
for the murder of my father. 

Captain R — Is it possible you believe me guilty? 

Ethel — No, Harr}', I do not, but the evidence is all 
against 3'OU, and men have suffered before for crimes they 
never committed. 

Captain R — You believe me inoceut, and yet you ask 
me to fly. Why, that would be the best evidence of my 
guilt. No, little Dauntless, you ask too much. 

Ethel — Oh! Harry, my belief in your inocence will 
n(»t save you. 

Captain R -I would rather suffer the penalty, death, 
than flee from a crime I am not guilty of. It would be a 
coward's flight, 

Ethel — Oh! but, Harry you must go. Remember you 
have promised (kneels at his feet.) If you love me. as 
you say you do, prove it now. * 



3.5 

Captain R — Dauntless, you doubted my love ouce; you 
shall never do so again. I will go. 

Eater Odicer, K. K. 

Ofkicek — Captain Randolph, you are my prisoner. I 
arrest you for the murder of Banker Forsythe. 

Scene closes. 



SCENE THlftD— Prison. Captain R. seated. 

Eh'.er Ethel, R. E. 

Ethel — Harry ! 

Captain R., springing to his feet — Dauntless, this is 
no place for you. 

Ethel — And it is no place for you. Captain Randolph, 
Oh! why did you come here? Why did you not stay in 
America? and this would not have happened. 

Captain R — Dauntless, I would rather be where I am, 
to-day — I would rather suffer for the crime, which you know 
I am not guilty of, than to have stayed in America ant-l be- 
lieved you false, 

Ethel — Captain Randolph, your love for me has been 
your curse. 

Captain R — No, Dauntless, do not say that. 1 can die 
happy in the knowledge of your love. 

Ethel — Die, Die! Oh! my God, do not speak of death. 
You must not, shall not die. There is a just God, above, 
and surely he will protect the inocent. 
Enter Lady F., R. E. 

Lady F — Ethel, how dare you come here? Are you 
mad? (clutches the girl's arm) Have you no sense of 
shame, no regard for your friends? 

Ethel — Do not be angry with me, mamma. 

Lady F — Angry! I am ashamed, mortified, to think 
that you would visit the wretch in his cell; the murderer of 
your father. But the time has come when 3'ou must choose 
between this man and your mother. If it is I, then you 
must come away, and never again let his name cross your 
lips. If it is he, henceforth you are no child of mine. 

Ethel, kneeling — Oh! mamma, aave you no mercy? Is 
there no pity in your heart? You are a mother. Think of 
this man' mothei", and lor her sake, show him some mercy. 



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He is a stranger in a strange land, without one friend to 
comfort him but myself, and you ask me to leave hira — to 
forsake him, in his hour of greatest need. Mamma, as you 
hope to obtain mercy there, (raises her hands,) be merciful 
to this man. If you would find the murderer of my father, 
you must look elsewhere, for this man is inocent, an heaven 
knows it. 

Lady F — Ethel, 1 command you to make your choice 
at once, for to breathe the same air as ibis wietch, is more 
than 1 can bear. 

Ethel — Beit so. (walks over and stands by Captain 
Randolph,) This is my choice before the wljole world. 



SCENE THIRD—Landscape. 

Enter Uncle Joe, R. E. 

U.J — Disamdrefful! Poor Mars Randolph has got 
hisself in a mighty tigh place; but de good Lord am not a 
goin to let him suffer for de crime of annudah. Mars Ran- 
dolph aint no more guilty dan a little chile. It's dat ar 
polished cuss of a Tollington dat has got him into all dis 
trubble. Golly! would'nt I like to hab him here for 'bout 
five minutes? Would'nt I twist dat fine neck ob his? Dar 
would'nt be 'nuf ob him left to fill a dude's hat. He's dead 
gone on de little gal, hisself, and wants to git rid ob Mars 
Randolph, fur he knows he's nowher when be han'som' Cap 
tain's 'round. But suffln's got to be did to sabe Mars 
Randolph, dat am sartin. Me an' de little gal am all de 
fr'en's he's got now, and ole Joe am gwin to stan' by him if 
it takes be las' drop of blood in dis here ole black body. 

Exit Uncle Joe. R. E. Enter Tim and Amelia, L. E. 

Amelie, weeping — Oh! 'tis so dreadful, Mr. O'Rafferty, 
so very dreadful. I shall die, I Know I shall. 

Tim — Och ! now, me dear, don't talk of dyin', or ye'U 
make me feel like cryin' too. 

Amelia — I can't help it. indeed I can't. I am on my 
way to the trial, and every one says poor Captain Randolph 
will be found guilty, and that will kill ray young lady. Oh! 
I can't bear it. (weeps.) 

Tim — But, me dear, they can't find him guilty, for he 
dinn't do it. I could bear witness to that. 
• Amelia — You! You? 



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Tim — Yes, mo dear, 1 was in the garden when the 
shot was liretl, ami I saw ("aptain Randolph nisli into the 
room jusr after. 

Amelia — Then wh}- — Oli! why — did you uol tell about 

ity 

Tim — Shure. it would be more than me |)laee is worth. 
Mr. ToUington wouM turn me oft". 

Amelia — Never miud that, my dear Tim. You say 
you love me; if your evidence clears (?aptain Randolph, 1 
will marry you. Do you hear that? 

Tim — Then, by the piper that played before Moses, ye'r 
mine, me darlint, tor I know more nor that — T saw the man 
fire the shot. 

Amelia — Then come along to the court with me at once. 

Tim — Hurrah! To the divil with Mister ToUington. 
Bejabers, I'll make short work of him. Now give me a 
kiss aod away we go. (kisses her.) 

Exit. R. E. 



SCENE FIFTH -English Court of Justice. 

Enter Sheriff with Prisoner. 

Clerk — Harry Randolph, you are indicted of having 
on the night of Thursday, the 15th day of August caused 
the death of Banker Forsythe from a pistol shot discharg- 
ed by your hand. 

Judge — Prisoner at the bar, you have heard the charge, 
have you anything to say? Are you guilty, or not guilty? 

Captain R — Not guilty. 

Clerk — To the prisoner: — These good men which you 
now see are those which are to pass between our Soverign 
Lady, the Queen, and 3'ou. If, therefore, you challenge them 
or any of them, do so now and you shall be heard. 

Captain R^ — I am satisfied. 

Crier — If any one can inform m^^ Lords, the Queen's 
Justices, the Queen's Servants or the Queen's Attorney, as 
this inquest to be taken between our Soverign Lady, the 
Queen, and the prisoner at the bar, of any treason, murder, 
felonish or other misdemeanor committed or done by him, 
let him come forth and he will be heard, for the prisoner 
now standing at the bar on his deliverance. God save the 
Queen. 



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Clerk, addressing the jury — Jury, look upon the pris- 
omr, y<^u that are sworne, and harken to the evideut-e. 
(callintf the witnesses) Philip Tollingtoa. 

Phup T — I have known Banker Forsythe for fifteen 
years. On the night he was murdered, I was going to his 
house, and when passing the library window, 1 haard loud 
and angry voices coming from within. Not caring to enter 
at such a time, I sat down on the outside. I had been there 
but a short time when I heard the report of a weapon. 1 
rushed into the house and into the library. 1 found Banker 
forsythe 1\ ing upon the floor, his daugliter was kneeling 
beside him, and the prisoner was standing near with the 
weapon still in his hand. 

Next witness called Harris Welby. 

Harris — 1 have been in Banker Forsythe's family for 
five years; I am employed as butler. On the night he was 
murdered, I was passing the library, the door was open and 
1 looked in. Banker Forsythe was standing near the open 
window; 1 could not see his face. Captain Randolph was 
walkihg to and froe in an agitated manner. 1 passed on to 
another room. I had been there but a short time when I 
heard the report of a weapon. I hastened back into the 
library, just as Mr. Tollington was entering. My master 
was lying upon the floor, his daughten was beside him, and 
the prisoner was standing by with a weapos in his hand, 

Ethel takes the stand. 

Ethel — I was seated in the lawn, when I v/as startled 
by the report of a pistol near at hand. I imiLediately went 
in the direction from whence it cam^', and I found — 

Proecuting Attorney — What did you find? 

Ethel — My father lying upon the floor. 

P A — Was there any one ffith him? 

Ethel — There was. 

P A — In what position was that person? 

Ethel — He wos bending over my father. 

P A. — Had he a pistol in his hand? 

Ethel — He had. 

P A — Did you recognize this person? 

Ethel — I did. 

P A — Who was it? 

Ethel — It was — it was — 

P A — Tell us who it was. 



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Ethel — It was ('ap -Oh! spare rao! (weeps) 

Judge — That will do. 

P A — Was it the prisoner? 

Ethki. — It was. 

Enter Amelia and Tim, R. E.— Walks over to Kamlolpli's lawyer. 

P A., rising — My Lord, and gentlemen of the jury: 
I am not about to occupy your time with a long harangue, 
or a grand display of eloquence, because, in the case before 
us, I feel it is entirely unnecessary. If I were to speak 
never a word, this intelligent jury would, from the evidence 
they have heard, at once bring in a veidict of guilt3^ 
Never before were the proofs so damning, and conclusive; 
never before was the chain of evidence so clear and unbrok- 
en ; never before—- 

Defendant's Attorney — One moment, if you please, 
Mr attorney, (turns to Judge) May it please your Lord- 
ship, we have a witness here for the defence, whosa evidence 
will, I am sure, clear up this mystery, if your Lordship will 
allow him to be placed upon the stand. 

J — Certainly. Swear the witness. 

Tim Sworn. 

D A — Now sir, what's your name? 

Tim — Tim O'Raffert^^ maj^ it plaze your honor. 

D A — What's your occupation? 

Tim — Sarvant to Mr. ToUington. 

D A — Can you remember where you were at the time 
of the murder. 

Tim — I was in Banker Forsythe's garden 

D A — What were you doing there? 

Tim — I came wid me master. 

D A — Now sir state what you know of this affair. 

Tim — Well, your honor, I was walkin' in the garden, 
near the winde}', when I seed the flash an' heard the report 
of a pistol. Directly after I seed Cap'in Randolph rush in- 
to the house. 

D A — You say you saw the flash of the pistol, did you 
see the person who fired it? 

Tim — I did, yer honor. 

D A — Was it the prisoner at the bar, 

Tim — No. yer honor, it was not. He was on the other 
side of me and near the door. 



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D A — Then if the pris^oner did not fire the shot, who 
did? 

Tim — Yer honor, it was Mr. ToUington. He tired ih at 
the winder and threw the pistol into the room. 

Philip T — Villian ! I will murder you. 

Tim — Not till I've danced on yer grave. 

Judge — Bailiff, arrest that man. 

Philip T — Stand off. Yes, gentlemen, 1 did murder 
the old fool. I overheard the" conversation between him 
and Captain Randolph, and I knew that unless something 
desperate was done, I would be a ruined man. The oppor- 
tunity was at hand. I waited until Randolph came out, 
and then shot the Banker through the window, knowing 
that Randolph would be accused for it. 

JuDGE-v-Captain Randolph, you are acquited. You are 
a free man. 

Captain R., steps forwayd — Dauntless! 

Philip T., turning to Randolph — Randolph, you have 
triumphed, curse you! but I shall win in the end. (draws a 
dagger and strikes at Dauntless. Randolph stayes his 
hand.) 

Tableau — Curtain ascending slowly. ToUington in the hands of the officer. 
. ■ Dauntless in Randolph's arms, Amelia in Tim's. 

THE EKD. 



